Outsiders (feat. Footsie & D Double E)

Oh my word We don't like outsiders, we don't like outsiders I know off-key yardies and some low-key naijas Southside OG, OG southsiders Strip club on Friday, I might throw some fivers Yeah, finders' keepers, so I hope it's finders I let the white go cheapest, and let the dope fiends find us We're standing outside Keisha's, this was about '05-ish Was handing out these pizzas, man had to duck these sirens You nigga like these pilots, we don't like these pirates Silencer, we gon' light these silent Yeah, violent yout, he's lookin' like he's violent I don't trust that yout, he's lookin' like he's Trident Loud pack, that's what we like, we buy them Fry them, you see them eye dem red, he's lookin' like he tried them Little bad mind yout, that's why a man don't like them But his bitch look good, I'm lookin' like "Alright den" We don't like outsiders We don't like outsiders Bloodclart insects We jump out like spiders We be them ride out youts Yeah, that's right, we riders Cuh man are God bless youts These likkle man need guidance We don't like outsiders, we don't like outsiders I just stepped outside, inna mi socks and sliders Eastside OG's, the OG eastsiders Man ain't got a skateboard, but you know we're grinders But I've got the peng food, crushing up in grinders It's like I'm on the D Block, man are straight ruff ryders Them bwoy, they are plastic, just like the new fivers Look, shit will get drastic, I dare a man try us Swear down, it's a long ting, I swear down, it's a long ting Them man there are on stuff, them man, they are on tings Spare me the long talk, look, spare me the long ting I can get a man boxed up, like my name was Don King Got the thinking boxed up, like I just when shopping When will it stop? But I ain't stopping When will I flop? But I ain't flopping Haters stare but I ain't watching Nobody ain't got time for that Look, if a man ain't inna my circle Nobody ain't got time for chat We don't like outsiders We don't like outsiders Bloodclart insects We jump out like spiders We be them ride out youts Yeah, that's right, we riders We just lodged them feds Yeah, that's right, we drivers We don't like outsiders, we don't like outsiders We send them shots, send them gliders Let's put 'em to the test, let's see if he's a riders None of your dogs ain't got nothing on none of my rottweilers I got the bird call, 'cause I got insiders Connected to the road, connected to the insiders I got the thugs on lock, and I got the getaway drivers See a man bumblebee, I got the army of my beehivers Us man are hunters, them man are good hiders Get a hole in your hat like one of them old school visors Bu da bup bup, them man there ain't from my corner Them man there ain't from my circle What do we call them man? Outsiders No one cares about them man there cuh What do we call them man? Outsiders Them man there can't get in the dance cuh What do we call them man? Outsiders Man'll go Brexit on them Pull out the ting, flex it on them (Blap!) New ting, test it on them (Blap) With the big ting, bu da bup bup We don't like outsiders We don't like outsiders Bloodclart insects We jump out like spiders We be them ride out youts Yeah, that's right, we riders Cuh man are God bless youts These likkle man need guidance